1 Omnipresent God, whose aid
No one ever ask'd in vain,
Be this night about my bed,
Every evil thought restrain:
2 Lay thy hand upon my soul,
God of my unguarded hours!
All my enemies control,
Hell, and earth, and nature's powers.
3 Loose me from the chains of sense,
Set me from the body free:
Draw with stronger influence
My unfetter'd soul to thee.
4 In me, Lord, thyself reveal,
Fill me with a sweet surprise;
Let me thee, when waking, feel,
Let me in thine image rise.
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First Line: | Omnipresent God, whose aid |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Evening |